Kelsi entered the bathroom and made her way to the mirror. She stared in it roughy, glaring at her reflection. Puberty hit her hard- red was in her cheeks and her nose was speckled with black-heads and red marks around it. Her forehead was worse. She lifted her bangs that fell to her nose out of her eyes and winced at the red scabs and newly-growing zits. She had developed an allergy- maybe from the sun, or something else- but her skin wasn't the prettiest.
Of course, then there was the face that her face looked so un-produced she looked as if she were merely thirteen. She bit her lip- there hardly was any, since her lips were so thin, and her thick eyebrows furrowed in anger.
"This isn't fair. . ." she sighed and let her bangs fall. Yes, even though she's against changing herself unnaturally, but this was going too far. The too-long bangs, messy unneven hair, childish looks, this was really ridiculous.
As impossible as it seems- she had somehow gotten all the weird metamorphmagus powers that summer. It wasn't all that special, and she liked the way she looked without wanting to spice everything up except for her hair. God, the hair. Why does she even have purple hair? Honestly, why not be a bit more natural? She frowned looking as if she stuffed a lemon in her mouth and it turned to its normal color. Now too-long tuffs of thick bangs and hair tumbled around her face and down to a third of her back were back to it's natural dark brown/black hair
"Now for the bangs." They gradually became shorter and rounder, falling to her eyebrows and locks of her hair on both sides of the bangs fell to her chin. The hair was coming shorter and soon the tuffs became less fizzy and fell into an even, square haircut that past her shoulders by an inch.
The nose became a bit longer and not sticking up as much- adding some maturity to her face. She made her lips less wide, and her chin became a bit more pointed and longer. She stared at her skin for a few moments.
"No." Her skin will have to fix gradually by itself.
She made her way to the door, and then froze for a moment. She ran back to the mirror, and her chin became its normal size- but still a tiny bit more pointed, her lips back to their normal size.
"Honestly, there's no need to over-do it. . ." she muttered.
And so she left the bathroom looking a slight bit different, and a whole new haircut, and made her way down to the Great Hall.
Of course, then there was the face that her face looked so un-produced she looked as if she were merely thirteen. She bit her lip- there hardly was any, since her lips were so thin, and her thick eyebrows furrowed in anger.
"This isn't fair. . ." she sighed and let her bangs fall. Yes, even though she's against changing herself unnaturally, but this was going too far. The too-long bangs, messy unneven hair, childish looks, this was really ridiculous.
As impossible as it seems- she had somehow gotten all the weird metamorphmagus powers that summer. It wasn't all that special, and she liked the way she looked without wanting to spice everything up except for her hair. God, the hair. Why does she even have purple hair? Honestly, why not be a bit more natural? She frowned looking as if she stuffed a lemon in her mouth and it turned to its normal color. Now too-long tuffs of thick bangs and hair tumbled around her face and down to a third of her back were back to it's natural dark brown/black hair
"Now for the bangs." They gradually became shorter and rounder, falling to her eyebrows and locks of her hair on both sides of the bangs fell to her chin. The hair was coming shorter and soon the tuffs became less fizzy and fell into an even, square haircut that past her shoulders by an inch.
The nose became a bit longer and not sticking up as much- adding some maturity to her face. She made her lips less wide, and her chin became a bit more pointed and longer. She stared at her skin for a few moments.
"No." Her skin will have to fix gradually by itself.
She made her way to the door, and then froze for a moment. She ran back to the mirror, and her chin became its normal size- but still a tiny bit more pointed, her lips back to their normal size.
"Honestly, there's no need to over-do it. . ." she muttered.
And so she left the bathroom looking a slight bit different, and a whole new haircut, and made her way down to the Great Hall.